Watching Kiss Kiss Bang Bang with Michael. Really funny. Makes me un-hate Downing Jr. Thinking about going over to Graham's, thinking about making green tea cupcakes, thinking about going to bed. Ate a turkey bacon BLT and chips and salsa for dinner. Work was okay. I told a guy he'd look cooler if he bought a messenger bag than a back pack. He took me seriously. Thank god for appearances. Woke up too late, I like the new blue Apple shirts we have to wear now. I just typed "shits" instead of shirts. I have sneezes and coughs. Should probably go to bed early. Should probably do a lot of things I never do. Thinking about my DMV appointment tomorrow. Thinking about not going if not necessary. Thinking about a Smog check. Need it. Must have it. Thinking about Lacy visiting, about some mystery late Christmas present, about whether vitamin c can actually cure colds. Let's hope so.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Sunday, January 3rd
I just got back home to Echo Park from going to the Mavs vs. Lakers game downtown at Staples. Lakers beat the Mavericks so horribly, I've never seen my team lose so badly. I'm laying in bed wearing Mike's socks, my Mavs t-shirt and typing on my computer with my curtains drawn open. I wonder if any of my courtyard neighbors can see me.
This morning when I awoke, after taking Graham home, I went to Trader Joe's and replenished our dwindling refrigerator. When I was checking out, my cashier commented on the fact that I had roast beef, turkey bacon, chicken and pepperoni on my cart, and yet I had tofu and soy rizo too. He asked me what the deal was. I told him that I had finally started eating meat again after four years of never eating it. It's a very exciting world to re-join. But I think I might be getting a little tired of beef and red meat. I'm not sure if they settle very well with me.
When I got home, Michael and I sat downstairs at our building's coffee shop (Chango) and enjoyed the perfect seventy-five degree weather. The neighborhood seemed really idyllic then. There were lots of puppies around, and kids looking hip sipping their coffee and typing on their Macs. Not that I can really say anything about that. Macs macs macs...well, I can safely say I owe them my living.
I bought an LA Times and read the Obituaries. There was one particular one, I think her name was Judith something, that struck me as remarkably worth reading. This lady had become a journalist when she first got out of high school at her local newspaper, and when she had saved up enough money to pay for her first two years of college (which, apparently in 1935 was $600) she took a train by herself to Illinois and enrolled in the University of Chicago to become a meteorologist. She got her Ph.D. from there and married and had six children in Southern California. After the children, she studied and got her Masters in nursing and became a registered nurse. She then traveled around the world learning cultural medicince. She went everywhere! She had at that time separated from her husband and spent 22 years being single, saying that she didn't want to spend any more time "washing another man's dirty underwear." She then met a man who they described as her "soul mate" and "love of her life" and they married in a fishing boat in the middle of Antarctica in 1999. I was pretty astounded by her life.
There was also another obituary about a man who belonged to a club entitled the Tuna Club. Yes. This was important enough to put in his short blurb.
I also liked another description of a lady who liked "knitting, painting, enjoying the occasional slot machine and taking in the sun."
I made Mike something for lunch my mom calls Pepperonata. It's red bell peppers, onions and corn all cooked together until soft. It's very good. We also had frozen yogurt and watched a movie that, under Mike's pleads, will be kept in secrecy. Let's just say...if a certain Kate Winslet and a certain Cameron Diaz wanted to trade houses for THE HOLIDAYs, they would probably be the leading characters in this movie.
I took a great nap while listening to a band that I can't remember the name of. All I can remember is that Mike kept saying they were ripping off Autolux, but he liked them better than Autolux. So...Better Than Autolux. Wow. I've never tried making a Better Than Ezra joke. Let's never let it happen again. I feel vile.
Graham and I took the bus down to the game tonight, and ate at the Pantry diner. It felt like my birthday. I had the HOT BEEF sandwich. Pretty sexy. On the bus back home, after running to the stop for fear of missing it, we saw two of the sexiest she-males ever. Then Graham walked me home and went home. I felt very 1950's.
I think I'll read now. Goodnight.
Natalia
This morning when I awoke, after taking Graham home, I went to Trader Joe's and replenished our dwindling refrigerator. When I was checking out, my cashier commented on the fact that I had roast beef, turkey bacon, chicken and pepperoni on my cart, and yet I had tofu and soy rizo too. He asked me what the deal was. I told him that I had finally started eating meat again after four years of never eating it. It's a very exciting world to re-join. But I think I might be getting a little tired of beef and red meat. I'm not sure if they settle very well with me.
When I got home, Michael and I sat downstairs at our building's coffee shop (Chango) and enjoyed the perfect seventy-five degree weather. The neighborhood seemed really idyllic then. There were lots of puppies around, and kids looking hip sipping their coffee and typing on their Macs. Not that I can really say anything about that. Macs macs macs...well, I can safely say I owe them my living.
I bought an LA Times and read the Obituaries. There was one particular one, I think her name was Judith something, that struck me as remarkably worth reading. This lady had become a journalist when she first got out of high school at her local newspaper, and when she had saved up enough money to pay for her first two years of college (which, apparently in 1935 was $600) she took a train by herself to Illinois and enrolled in the University of Chicago to become a meteorologist. She got her Ph.D. from there and married and had six children in Southern California. After the children, she studied and got her Masters in nursing and became a registered nurse. She then traveled around the world learning cultural medicince. She went everywhere! She had at that time separated from her husband and spent 22 years being single, saying that she didn't want to spend any more time "washing another man's dirty underwear." She then met a man who they described as her "soul mate" and "love of her life" and they married in a fishing boat in the middle of Antarctica in 1999. I was pretty astounded by her life.
There was also another obituary about a man who belonged to a club entitled the Tuna Club. Yes. This was important enough to put in his short blurb.
I also liked another description of a lady who liked "knitting, painting, enjoying the occasional slot machine and taking in the sun."
I made Mike something for lunch my mom calls Pepperonata. It's red bell peppers, onions and corn all cooked together until soft. It's very good. We also had frozen yogurt and watched a movie that, under Mike's pleads, will be kept in secrecy. Let's just say...if a certain Kate Winslet and a certain Cameron Diaz wanted to trade houses for THE HOLIDAYs, they would probably be the leading characters in this movie.
I took a great nap while listening to a band that I can't remember the name of. All I can remember is that Mike kept saying they were ripping off Autolux, but he liked them better than Autolux. So...Better Than Autolux. Wow. I've never tried making a Better Than Ezra joke. Let's never let it happen again. I feel vile.
Graham and I took the bus down to the game tonight, and ate at the Pantry diner. It felt like my birthday. I had the HOT BEEF sandwich. Pretty sexy. On the bus back home, after running to the stop for fear of missing it, we saw two of the sexiest she-males ever. Then Graham walked me home and went home. I felt very 1950's.
I think I'll read now. Goodnight.
Natalia
Friday, January 1, 2010
Friday January 1st, 2010
Today I woke up at eleven, but didn't get out of bed until two. I drank orange juice, which is not something I usually do. I finished the last pages of Catcher in the Rye, and didn't understand why I had hated that book as an actual real-life high school kid. I think back then I was trying to be a grow up, whereas now that prospect is too real to be appealing. Well, I loved it. My coming of age obsession has not been satisfied.
Graham made sunny side up eggs. Two of the eggs were big and brown, and two were elongated and green. The green ones ended up having a thicker texture. I wonder if chickens care whose eggs are better. I seriously doubt it. I don't even really want to think about what eggs mean to chickens.
Read some of the Genesis Illustrated R. Crumb book, and some of "the whole family's crazy" comic book thing that includes comics from a few of the Crumb brothers, plus Aline and Sophie. He's very interesting to me, Robert Jr. At least for now.
Went out to Yang Chow in Chinatown at three, had egg drop soup and General Tse's chicken. I wonder which generals liked the best chicken. Graham had something that is world famous (or so it claims). The slippery shrimp. I'm allergic to shrimp but still ate some.
Drove up to Pasadena to go watch the new Almodovar movie Broken Embraces. Ended up not feeling like it. Vroman's was closed, too. I want to watch Broken Embraces, White Ribbon and An Education soon. Still can't stop thinking about Lars Von Trier's Anti Christ.
Tried to go get a cup of coffee from Psychobabble but it was closed. It was the last day of the 20% off sale at Skylight. Thought about buying Tao Lin's Bed, but just like last time I thought about it too much and ended up not buying it. Bought a really beautiful copy of Thomas Hardy's Tess of the D'Ubervilles. The only reason I bought it was possibly because of the design of the cover. And by possibly I mean definitely. Thought about Proust, and how I totally abandoned the Swann's Way series midway, thought I loved those books. Thought about getting a new book of poetry, but couldn't decide which. Read a few pages from Rilke, E. E. Cummings, etc...Thought about buying a graphic novel about a guy who spent three years in a Japanese prison. He documented all three years through drawings. Leafed through a book called Hot Potato.
Listened to a mix I made a while ago. I was surprised to hear Geneva Jacuzzi on the radio the other day. I guess I shouldn't have been, since Human Ear music are based out of Echo Park.
Drove back to Graham's, ate the leftover Chinese food. Finished reading a few Crumb comics, "Trouble with Women." Learned that his wife and him have a very open relationship. Decided that open relationships must be a lot of work for most people. I don't think it would feel very nice to the average person.
Grabbed my green bean slicer, cupcake liners and sprinkles. Might make green tea cupcakes tonight. Drove home, got lost (I don't even know how). I keep not paying attention to where I'm driving, and then when I try to correct myself I find that nothing is on a grid because of the hills. Mike is over at Eli's eating pizza. I want ice cream, but then again...I want to not feel like dying. Soy ice cream is too sugary. I want a tofutti cutie. Maybe I'll defrost some of the poppy seed bread Mike's mom sent us. It's very great.
I had some sort of notion that I would make a survey that I would fill out every day. I'll write too if I've got the time, but at least fill it out. I'm not sure what it will contain. I'm not sure what I want to record. At the MOCA, I saw a girl who recorded how much she weighed, what she ate, her bodily functions, etc, every day when she woke up and included a picture of herself, however she looked when she awoke. I'm not sure which aspects of my life interest me the most. I guess the things I collect interest me the most. Books, music. Movies to a lesser extent, though not less important. So, I guess...
Books finished: Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger, few Crumb comics
Books in the midst of: Geek Love by Katherine Dunn, Shopgirl by Steve Martin
Books bought: Tess of the D'Ubervilles by Thomas Hardy
Books borrowed: Interpreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri
Books thought about buying: Bed by Tao Lin
Places visited: Yang Chow, outside of Vroman's, outside of Pasadena movie theater, Pasadena Target (briefly), Skylight (both stores).
Songs listened to (in backward order):
Raining in Darling (Bonnie Prince Billy)
Watcha Doin' (Phil Elverum from the David Shrigley Worried Noodles thing)
Love - Building on Fire (Talking Heads)
Yaz Gazeteci Yaz (Selda)
((Mix Tape 1
Fotonovela - Ivan
Times Is Weird - John Maus
Sunday Girl - Family Fodder
Lake of Dreams - Mirage
Roman Photo - Ruth
Don't Call - Desire
Baby I Need Your Lovin - Jerome Stacks
Ay Ay Ay - Matias Aguayo
Playback Fantasy - O'gar
What Did He Say - Nite Jewel
A Broken Dream - Absolute Body Control
Happy World - Ranko
Sand Trip - Geneva Jacuzzi))
Food Eaten: General Tse's Chicken, steamed rice, jasmine tea, water, sunny side up eggs, half a bagel, two cups of orange juice.
Anyway. Hopefully I'll do this every day (fingers crossed). I keep failing to do at least one constant thing every day. I'm going to put some music on and finish working on getting all my stuff out of the boxes. Out of my dreams and into my car. 2010 should be interesting. I guess any minute details from life are interesting. I'd love to know what everybody does every second of every day. Then again, maybe not.
Natalia
Graham made sunny side up eggs. Two of the eggs were big and brown, and two were elongated and green. The green ones ended up having a thicker texture. I wonder if chickens care whose eggs are better. I seriously doubt it. I don't even really want to think about what eggs mean to chickens.
Read some of the Genesis Illustrated R. Crumb book, and some of "the whole family's crazy" comic book thing that includes comics from a few of the Crumb brothers, plus Aline and Sophie. He's very interesting to me, Robert Jr. At least for now.
Went out to Yang Chow in Chinatown at three, had egg drop soup and General Tse's chicken. I wonder which generals liked the best chicken. Graham had something that is world famous (or so it claims). The slippery shrimp. I'm allergic to shrimp but still ate some.
Drove up to Pasadena to go watch the new Almodovar movie Broken Embraces. Ended up not feeling like it. Vroman's was closed, too. I want to watch Broken Embraces, White Ribbon and An Education soon. Still can't stop thinking about Lars Von Trier's Anti Christ.
Tried to go get a cup of coffee from Psychobabble but it was closed. It was the last day of the 20% off sale at Skylight. Thought about buying Tao Lin's Bed, but just like last time I thought about it too much and ended up not buying it. Bought a really beautiful copy of Thomas Hardy's Tess of the D'Ubervilles. The only reason I bought it was possibly because of the design of the cover. And by possibly I mean definitely. Thought about Proust, and how I totally abandoned the Swann's Way series midway, thought I loved those books. Thought about getting a new book of poetry, but couldn't decide which. Read a few pages from Rilke, E. E. Cummings, etc...Thought about buying a graphic novel about a guy who spent three years in a Japanese prison. He documented all three years through drawings. Leafed through a book called Hot Potato.
Listened to a mix I made a while ago. I was surprised to hear Geneva Jacuzzi on the radio the other day. I guess I shouldn't have been, since Human Ear music are based out of Echo Park.
Drove back to Graham's, ate the leftover Chinese food. Finished reading a few Crumb comics, "Trouble with Women." Learned that his wife and him have a very open relationship. Decided that open relationships must be a lot of work for most people. I don't think it would feel very nice to the average person.
Grabbed my green bean slicer, cupcake liners and sprinkles. Might make green tea cupcakes tonight. Drove home, got lost (I don't even know how). I keep not paying attention to where I'm driving, and then when I try to correct myself I find that nothing is on a grid because of the hills. Mike is over at Eli's eating pizza. I want ice cream, but then again...I want to not feel like dying. Soy ice cream is too sugary. I want a tofutti cutie. Maybe I'll defrost some of the poppy seed bread Mike's mom sent us. It's very great.
I had some sort of notion that I would make a survey that I would fill out every day. I'll write too if I've got the time, but at least fill it out. I'm not sure what it will contain. I'm not sure what I want to record. At the MOCA, I saw a girl who recorded how much she weighed, what she ate, her bodily functions, etc, every day when she woke up and included a picture of herself, however she looked when she awoke. I'm not sure which aspects of my life interest me the most. I guess the things I collect interest me the most. Books, music. Movies to a lesser extent, though not less important. So, I guess...
Books finished: Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger, few Crumb comics
Books in the midst of: Geek Love by Katherine Dunn, Shopgirl by Steve Martin
Books bought: Tess of the D'Ubervilles by Thomas Hardy
Books borrowed: Interpreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri
Books thought about buying: Bed by Tao Lin
Places visited: Yang Chow, outside of Vroman's, outside of Pasadena movie theater, Pasadena Target (briefly), Skylight (both stores).
Songs listened to (in backward order):
Raining in Darling (Bonnie Prince Billy)
Watcha Doin' (Phil Elverum from the David Shrigley Worried Noodles thing)
Love - Building on Fire (Talking Heads)
Yaz Gazeteci Yaz (Selda)
((Mix Tape 1
Fotonovela - Ivan
Times Is Weird - John Maus
Sunday Girl - Family Fodder
Lake of Dreams - Mirage
Roman Photo - Ruth
Don't Call - Desire
Baby I Need Your Lovin - Jerome Stacks
Ay Ay Ay - Matias Aguayo
Playback Fantasy - O'gar
What Did He Say - Nite Jewel
A Broken Dream - Absolute Body Control
Happy World - Ranko
Sand Trip - Geneva Jacuzzi))
Food Eaten: General Tse's Chicken, steamed rice, jasmine tea, water, sunny side up eggs, half a bagel, two cups of orange juice.
Anyway. Hopefully I'll do this every day (fingers crossed). I keep failing to do at least one constant thing every day. I'm going to put some music on and finish working on getting all my stuff out of the boxes. Out of my dreams and into my car. 2010 should be interesting. I guess any minute details from life are interesting. I'd love to know what everybody does every second of every day. Then again, maybe not.
Natalia
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